Stop giving me bad reviews, or I'll become the richest person in the world!

"Alright, just remember these things for now. When we officially open tomorrow, do your job well."

As he spoke, Wang Aiguo patted Da Lian on the shoulder again. Da Lian, emboldened by Wang Aiguo's pat, nodded firmly.

"Okay, boss, I will work hard and won't let you down."

"Don't worry, as long as you perform normally, you shouldn't disappoint me. But if you try too hard, I might be disappointed."

Upon hearing Wang Aiguo's words, Da Lian frowned, his expression turning strange. What on earth is going on? What do you mean by "trying too hard and you'll be disappointed"?

But Wang Aiguo didn't explain. He couldn't very well say that he had a system that made him more money the worse you performed and the more negative reviews you received.

And so, Big Face settled into the hotel. In the end, he didn't choose the second floor, but instead set up a cot on the first floor. After all, the rooms on the second floor had been turned into a warehouse by Wang Aiguo, and if he wanted to stay there, he would have to do so for at least two days, so he couldn't move in anytime soon.

Lying on the cot on the first floor that night, though it was very simple, Big Face was in an exceptionally good mood. He hadn't expected to actually find a job, and the salary wasn't bad, plus room and board were included—it was really great!

Big Face woke up very early the next morning.

After waking up, Da Lian didn't even wash up; he went straight to mopping the floor in the shop. After mopping, he wiped the kitchen inside and out to make sure it was spotless. Although he was sweating profusely after doing all this, Da Lian figured he'd only be busy for a short while today.

"Given Mr. Wang's business model, I doubt he'll get much business. As for cleaning and stuff, I guess Mr. Wang is just a clean freak. Alright, I've finished helping him this morning, now I can go wash up."

After finishing, Da Lian went to the washroom to wash up. While Da Lian was washing up, Wang Aiguo finally woke up.

As soon as Wang Aiguo went downstairs, he smelled the disinfectant.

"Wow, you're really going all out, mopping the floor so early in the morning! Big Face, have you had breakfast yet?"

After Wang Aiguo shouted, he saw Da Lian walk over. But when Da Lian came over, he was startled because Da Lian's mouth was full of white foam.

"No, what are you doing? Even if you're starving, you can't drink disinfectant. You'll just end up with your mouth full of foam."

Upon hearing this, Big Face rolled his eyes.

"Boss, can you stop having such a vivid imagination? I'm clearly brushing my teeth, okay?!"

"Oh...you scared me! I thought you were secretly drinking disinfectant and your mouth was full of saliva. Okay, go brush your teeth first. I'll make you a scallion pancake and some cold noodles this morning, so you can experience my cooking skills and learn how it works!"

Wang Aiguo personally made breakfast, which made Da Lian feel flattered. But Wang Aiguo was right; at least he should be shown the process.

Big Face quickly finished washing up and came to Wang Aiguo's side.

Wang Aiguo took out the hand-pulled pancake wrapper he had prepared beforehand, heated it up, and then began adding ingredients to it.

"Feel free to add whatever you like if you're making it yourself. We have pork tenderloin, cucumber strips, bean sprouts, and peanuts. But we have a specialty called potato scallion pancake, which is usually complimentary, but you can order it separately. If someone orders this, see that basket of potatoes over there? Wash them clean and put them in, just don't add any sauce!"

After Wang Aiguo finished speaking, Da Lian didn't react for a moment. After a while, he looked at Wang Aiguo in confusion and asked.

"Wait a minute, boss, isn't something wrong? Is this potato pancake just plain potatoes? You don't need to peel them, shred them, stir-fry them, add some salt or something..."

Before Big Face could finish speaking, Wang Aiguo raised his phone and opened the picture. Big Face glanced at the picture and immediately felt dizzy—this potato pancake really was just a pancake with a whole potato on top.

"This is our shop's biggest feature, our trump card. The potato pancake is just like this, you don't need to worry about it."

Wang Aiguo finished making a scallion pancake and handed it to Da Lian. Da Lian ate a normal scallion pancake and found it tasted pretty good. The scallion pancakes Wang Aiguo made here weren't made with the kind of Indian roti you see outside; they were made with a thin wrapper like a spring roll wrapper, and this kind of wrapper definitely made them taste better.

After making the hand-pulled pancakes, Wang Aiguo made a plate of cold noodles in front of Da Lian.

"My cooking skills are just so-so, but I use very high-quality ingredients. There's a good amount of cucumber shreds, bean sprouts, and peanuts inside. If I made it normally, the taste would be pretty good. But I have another specialty here."

"If someone asks you to add more chili, do you see the chili powder on the side?"

Wang Aiguo pointed in a direction, and Da Lian looked in that direction, but for a moment he didn't see anything, only a very, very large bucket.

"Where? Isn't that the bucket for mops?"

"Oh, it's not a bucket for storing mops, it's a batch of ingredients I bought online. Because I use a lot of chili powder here, I buy it in 50-kilogram increments."

Upon hearing this, Big Face frowned again.

"Boss, you only make scallion pancakes and cold noodles, do you really need that much chili powder?"

Without wasting any words, Wang Aiguo picked up a large soup ladle directly from the chili powder bucket.

"That's our shop's specialty. If someone asks for an extra spoonful of spice, you add one spoonful. If they ask for two spoonfuls, add two more. If they ask for more, just don't worry about it, just spread it out evenly!"

This time, Big Face was speechless. At this moment, he was certain that this little shop would never have any business. "Who runs a business like this?" he thought.

Wang Aiguo then made some bizarre remarks, such as adding half a jin of vinegar or a whole jar of sugar. Hearing this, Da Lian felt he might need to find another job. After all, with this kind of business model, how long could it last? Would it even generate any business?

In the end, Da Lian ate a scallion pancake and a serving of cold noodles. The food was quite good if eaten normally. Wang Aiguo, on the other hand, ate five grilled sausages, a chicken cutlet, and another serving of cold noodles.

After finishing breakfast, Wang Aiguo checked the time and saw it was almost nine o'clock, so he said to Da Lian.

"Are you ready? Have you eaten enough?"

"I'm so full!"

"Okay, then I'm going to order online food delivery!"

"Can!"

Seeing Wang Aiguo's alarmed expression, Da Lian found it somewhat amusing. With this kind of business model, what kind of business can you possibly have? Just go for it.

However, Wang Aiguo's smile quickly vanished. The moment he opened the online food delivery app, orders started pouring in from the machine like snowflakes.

"You have a new takeout order! You have a new takeout order! You have a new..."

The big-faced man was stunned by the constant banging of the delivery machine.

"There's actually business here???"